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A collection of poetry exploring time, memory, direction, and everything that exists between holding on and moving forward.
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A pocket watch that forgets how to move forward
Time frozen within itself
A broken piece of what once was
A face faded in shadow
A cry buried beneath the stars
And yet, I wait for it to start again
Ticking just enough to reach for a memory of the past
Because forgetting was never letting go
Only hiding a truth too hard to face.
- EmVale
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